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Another part of the plains.
[Enter AENEAS and Troyans]
AENEAS
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Stand ho, yet | are we mast|ers of | the field,
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Never | go home;| here* starve | we out | the
night.
TROILUS
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Hector | is slain.
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Hector?| The gods | forbid.
TROILUS
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He's dead:| and at | the murd|erer's horse|'s
tail,
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In beast|ly sort,| dragged through | the
shame|ful field:
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Frown on | you heavens,| effect | your rage |
with speed: ??
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Sit gods upon | your thrones,| and smile | at
Troy.
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I say | at once,| let your brief | plagues be |
mercy,
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And ling|er not | our sure | destruc|tions on.
AENEAS
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My lord,| you do | discom|fort all | the host.
TROILUS
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You und|erstand | me not,| that tell | me so:
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I do | not speak | of flight,| of fear,| of
death,
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But dare | all im/minence | that gods | and men,
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Address | their dang|ers in.| Hector | is gone:
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Who shall | tell Pri|am so?| Or Hec|uba?
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Let^him | that will a | screech-owl aye | be
called,
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Go in | to Troy,| and say | there*, Hec|tor's
dead:
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There is | a word | will Pri|am turn | to stone;
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Make wells, and Ni|obes | of the maids | and
wives;
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Cold stat/ues of | the youth:| and in | a word,
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Scare Troy out | of itself.| But march | away,
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Hector | is dead:| there is | no more | to say.
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Stay yet: you | vile a|bomina|ble tents,
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Thus^proud|ly pight | upon | our Phryg|ian
plains:
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Let Ti|tan rise | as ear|ly as | he dare,
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I'll* through,| and through | you; and thou
great-sized coward: ????
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No* space | of earth | shall sund|er our / two
hates,
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I'll haunt | thee, like | a wick|ed con|science
still,
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That mol|deth gob|lins swift | as fren|zy's
thoughts.
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Strike a free march | to Troy,| with com|fort go:
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Hope of | revenge,| shall hide | our in|ward woe.
[Exeunt AENEAS and Troyans. As TROILUS is going out, enter, from the other
side, PANDARUS]
PANDARUS
But hear you? Hear you?
TROILUS
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Hence, broker, lack|ey, ig|nomy,| and shame
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Pursue | thy life,| and live | aye with | thy
name.
[Exit]
PANDARUS
A goodly medicine for my aching bones: O world, world, world! Thus is the
poor agent despised: O traitors and bawds; how earnestly are you set a-work,
and how ill requited? Why should our endeavor be so desired, and the
performance so loathed? what verse for it? What instance for it? Let me see.
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Full mer/rily | the hum|ble bee | doth sing,
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Till he | hath lost | his ho|ney, and | his
sting.
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And be|ing once | subdued | in ar|med tail,
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Sweet ho/ney, and | sweet^notes | togeth|er fail.
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Good^tra|ders in the / flesh, set | this in your
paint|ed clothes;
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As ma|ny as | be here | of pan|der's hall,
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Your^eyes half out,| weep out at Pan|dar's fall:
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Or if | you can|not weep,| yet* give | some*
groans;
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Though not | for me,| yet for | your ach|ing
bones:
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Brethren | and sis/ters of the | hold-door trade,
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Some* two | months^hence,| my will | shall here |
be made:
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It should | be now,| but that | my fear | is
this:
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Some* gal|led goose | of Win|chester | would
hiss:
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Till then,| I'll sweat,| and seek | about | for
ea|ses;
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And at | that time | bequeath | you my |
disea|ses. (hex with prev)
[Exit]